Ashleigh Anpilova


Ducky gets a phone call that has him hurrying to his mother's side. For once she is lucid and knows him. What she has to say stuns him.

A pre-slash story.

Written: March 2010. Word count: 300.



Ducky was about to retire for the night, when his phone rang; he knew it wouldn't be Jethro calling to say they had a case.


Less than five minutes later he was driving at a speed he rarely drove at following the full moon hanging in the sky in front of him; big, round, bright, it cut into the darkness and led him on.


He thought about his mother and how she'd always loved the moon, especially a full moon. He remembered the times she'd dragged him outside to admire it; for his mother there had been something almost magical about it. And he knew: as long as the moon kept shining, his mother would remain alive.



"Mother," he breathed, as he hurried into her room. It had only been two days since he'd last visited her, but he saw how much she'd changed. She'd shrunk; never a large lady, she now seemed almost ethereal. "Mother?" he repeated, sitting down next to her and taking her hand.


"Donald?" She managed to raise her other hand and touched his face. "My dear Donald."


"I'm here, Mother."


"Good. Because there's something you must promise me you'll do."


"Anything, Mother."


She smiled and patted his cheek. "You always were a good boy," she said. "Now, Donald, this is what you must promise me. Tell Jethro. Tell him how you feel about him. Tell him you love him."


"Mother!" Ducky was stunned.


"Promise me, Donald. Promise me." Her voice began to fade.


He bent his head and kissed her forehead. "I promise, Mama," he said softly. A faint sigh answered him; then his mother fell silent. He would keep his promise to his mother. One day he would tell Jethro, just not today.



When he left the home the moon was no longer shining.



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